"Soon I must return to the feast to toast my friends of Frey," Manderly continued. "They watch me, ser. Day and night their eyes are on me, noses sniffing for some whiff of treachery. You saw them, the arrogant Ser Jared and his nephew Rhaegar, that smirking worm who wears a dragon's name. Behind them both stands Symond, clinking coins. That one has bought and paid for several of my servants and two of my knights. One of his wife's handmaids has found her way into the bed of my own fool. If Stannis wonders that my letters say so little, it is because I dare not even trust my maester. Theomore is all head and no heart. You heard him in my hall. Maesters are supposed to put aside old loyalties when they don their chains, but I cannot forget that Theomore was born a Lannister of Lannisport and claims some distant kinship to the Lannisters of Casterly Rock. Foes and false friends are all around me, Lord Davos. They infest my city like roaches, and at night I feel them crawling over me." The fat man's fingers coiled into a fist, and all his chins trembled. "My son Wendel came to the Twins a guest. He ate Lord Walder's bread and salt, and hung his sword upon the wall to feast with friends. And they murdered him. Murdered, I say, and may the Freys choke upon their fables. I drink with Jared, jape with Symond, promise Rhaegar the hand of my own beloved granddaughter … but never think that means I have forgotten. The north remembers, Lord Davos. The north remembers, and the mummer's farce is almost done. My son is home."
Something about the way Lord Wyman said that chilled Davos to the bone. "If it is justice that you want, my lord, look to King Stannis. No man is more just."
"...I’d let his whole khalasar fuck you if need be, sweet sister, all forty thousand men, and their horses too if that was what it took to get my army" -Viserys Targaryen, a dude who really, really wanted to be king.
Gotta appreciate his resolve. It would be kinda badass Dragonlord speak, if he wasn't such a tool.
Not at all my favorite quote(s) from all of GRRM's Westerosi stories. That one goes to my long lost lover friend Lord Bloodraven....er, Maynard Plumm in a conversation with Ser Kyle:
Ser Kyle: "No man ever truly knows what a new wife will bring him."
BR: "Her cunt," said Plumm, "or what would be the point?"
SK, watching birds emerge from a wedding cake: "One-and-twenty sorts of birds," said Ser Kyle.
BR: "One-and-twenty sorts of bird droppings," said Ser Maynard.
Post by KingTyrionThe998th on Jan 3, 2016 0:41:16 GMT
"If I were really cynical, I wouldn't write what I'm writing now - these novels. I would start some sorta medieval sword-and-sorcery thing, and say it's a trilogy," he said, "and then keep writing it for the rest of my life."
I am the hybrid prophesied to return to Westeros.org and stand in its ashes.
Have no fear, my lord, Tyrion thought, it's not the Wall I have in mind for you. He seated himself in a high chair piled with cushions and said, "You look very elegant today, my lord." "I'm wounded. I strive to look elegant every day." "Is the doublet new?" "It is. You're most observant." "Plum and yellow. Are those the colors of your House?" "No. But a man gets bored wearing the same colors day in and day out, or so I've found." "That's a handsome knife as well." "Is it?" There was mischief in Littlefinger's eyes. He drew the knife and glanced at it casually, as if he had never seen it before. "Valyrian steel, and a dragonbone hilt. A trifle plain, though. It's yours, if you would like it." "Mine?" Tyrion gave him a long look. "No. I think not. Never mine." He knows, the insolent wretch. He knows and he knows that I know, and he thinks that I cannot touch him.
"Only Renly could vex me with a piece of fruit. He brought his doom on himself with his treason, but I did love him, Davos. I know that now. I swear, I will go to my grave thinking of my brother’s peach." — Stannis, A Clash of Kings
Darkstar will be the next Vulture King.
Craster has 19 daughters and there are 19 castles on the Wall, coincidence I think not!